This is a weird poem with a huge amount of things going on, see if you can pick it apart. |
-Oceans Bleed The Sky- by Keaton Foster Distance A prison Proximity God’s detention Between Beings living Swimming Unable to stand There is no land Treading water Below Is the deep darkness Above is a storm Of increasing madness Their skin Waterlogged Their minds Saturated Their souls Because of weight Less and less Do they float Just at their chin The water settles in Every once in awhile A wave comes along Crashing over their heads Giving them but a taste Of their ultimate doom Just below the surface Predators circle Looking for a free meal Too lazy to hunt They are content With the long wait Below them Much bigger predators Swim consistent circles Knowing that it time All those above who feed Will indeed become prey Down past them Infernal nothingness If one was to sink If one was to escape The boundaries of existing In that swirling abyss They would forever exist No one, nothing Could ever save them Such a place is no heaven But the truest of hells Above the surface Beyond the waves Past the madness Way beyond where Oceans bleed the sky Is a kingdom so defined Spelled out clear and precise God’s holiest of words Before our very eyes Those so fortunate to survive May in time make it there May stand in the presence Of the grandest master Some will say nothing Of their terrible plight But some will dare ask God of the sky Oh why? Will he answer Or will he be offended At the idea of the question Will he accept them as his Or will he change his mind Tying a stone around their necks Throwing them from his grip Back down, past the waves SPLASH! Beyond such terrible creatures Into an unforgiving abyss Where truly nothing is kept… Oceans Bleed The Sky Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2015. |